Kemy
My hope was doomed. My sister wasn’t around and I probably was the only Golden Dragon alive, I didn’t have a home to return to. Tears of mourning and desperation burned in my eyes. I hurt for my past, the past of my kind and for my future.
A soft sigh left me, Ember’s attempt to contact the red-head lady was in vain.
I tried to calm down and stop crying, I had to be strong for Ember and for myself. For so long it had been only the two of us, and I knew we could do it; we could be enough.
Ember whined, and I knew well what she meant: we could be the last Golden Dragon and had lost our family and our people, but we have him, Henry. And of course, Knight too, our knight in the shining fur.
Maybe he couldn’t save me, or maybe he is already saving me for all I wanted was to
